Verse 1 (Cam James)

I’m break, dancin' on the moon, it's somethin' like ecstatic
these feet tap, n I see traps, right underneath the static
guess imma take that chance and advance, rappin' on acid
tryna tour Shaolin, rappin' for old dirty bastards
might super smash or melee, bicycle kick wit' Pele
dunk on ya moms, land on her weave, crank the Nae Nae
been lovin' life lately, n ignorin' errythang they say, cause
word of mouf can burn the house down, so I don't sweat that much
'cause perspiration, leads to reversin' patience,
submergin' the nation in immersive diversification
those some big words, all I mean to say is this ain't even close
to final frontiers, skin thicker than Serena throat
it ain't no fronts here, ain't gotta pretend to like
people I don't know on networks, who never knew my net worth
until I grabbed a mic, and discovered my path in life
weavin' threads that stimulate niggas heads like a wet shirt
you gon' have to come hard, (pause) to throw me off at this point,
'cause I'm 'bout to bombard jaws with a bunch of uppercuts
writin' straight, n the doubters bout to hibernate
elevate to hyper great, take it, I ain't the type to wait
I'm

Verse 2 (Niecy Blues)

Moonwalkin' and on cloud nine and I'm
not stressin' on you, ain't got the time
ain't a lot you can do to break me down
got back up on my feet, who's laughin' now
Ayy, who's laughin' now, who's laughin' now
you can't phase me now
'cause I'm really immune to the feuds of these haters
so why trip on a minus when you a major
Ayyyy, got a lot on your plate, but you still manage to make it out
Ayyyy, know that life can get crazy, but that's what makes it worth it all
Ayyyy, keep ya head in the clouds, 'cause nothin' can bring ya down, no
and if they ask you how ya doin', just tell 'em I'm good
I'm good, I'm good, I'm good

Verse 3 (Cam James)

Spaceships, really don’t come equipped, with rear view mirrors, they dippin' and likewise, when y’all flippin’ I keep my head
I ain't trippin' I'm earnin' bread, 'cause my lyrics be burnin' lead
I'm a 12 gauge, throw hate I focus on my word instead
it's no applause, clappin' is superficial, attackin' me for my flaws
smilin' bigger than when my lady come up out her drawers
jabber them jaws, I can't hear them subpar rappers
settin' traps I'm caught up in rapture 'bout to pause, uh

Happy bastard I'm a special class of rapper, slash actor
y'all gon' need Aflac and a back relaxer,
walk out my bachelor pad slash haberdashery, my cash passively
expands, tryna catch the Master Ps

Happier than Skateboard P in a mountie hat, a bouncy mat,
somersault, and I'm dizzier than alchies act
Celebrations in order, the ancient forces of the universe
in my verses, I got some great supporters
fam-lay